695. Chapter 695 Who is the huge phantom behind Rong Xiyue?
Without saying much, Sheng Mo silently took out the most evil elixir he had ever refined, crushed it into powder with his hands, and used his weak spiritual power to sprinkle it on the man in white and the woman in black across from him.
Feng Qi, on the other hand, waved the painting and moved, describing something in mid-air. Finally, he turned his pen and attacked the woman in black.
As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, so Rong Xiyue is prepared to attack first.
Dad's soul-locking flute suddenly grew louder in mid-air. The movement of the black-clothed soul-slayer's bow to open up the space suddenly stopped, and the situation in the distorted space suddenly changed and slowed down.
Some of the images projected from space look very scary.
Rong Xiyue turned her head and glanced at her father. She could clearly feel that his father's expression was not good. The pressure that the spirit-killing master put on them was really too powerful.
"It's quite capable."
The voice of the white-clothed spirit-slayer master came from behind several people. After saying this, Rong Xiyue suddenly felt a suction force behind him, and his whole body retreated uncontrollably.
To be precise, the whole body was pulled by the force from behind.
"Xiaoyue!"
"Your Excellency Yuerong!"
"little things!"
"Miss Ten!"
Everyone's attention was suddenly diverted from the spirit-slayer in front of them and placed on Rong Xiyue. When they saw Rong Xiyue being pulled away by the white-clothed spirit-slayer who suddenly appeared from behind, they immediately
My heart felt tight.
Rong Xiyue reached out and sucked the swan goose back into his hand, and at the same time raised a protective barrier around him.
When she fell into the arms of the white-clothed spirit slayer, she couldn't help but shudder. The man in white was cold and cold all over his body, and it was not as if his whole body was covered with a layer of warmth as his eyes looked.
Same as white light.
When Rong Xiyue's body touched the white-clothed spirit-slayer, it was as if it had touched a corpse without any warmth.
The cold shivers from the depths of his soul also shivered suddenly because he touched the body of the white-clothed spirit-slayer.
Rong Xiyue clenched the Hongyan in her hand, feeling for the first time that the opponent she faced was so powerful and unfathomable.
The handsome face of the white-robed spirit slayer had a somewhat intoxicated look. He seemed to be very happy with the aura on Rong Xiyue's body. He buried his head in Rong Xiyue's neck, sniffed, and closed his eyes. He looked very intoxicated.
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"You smell so charming, baby."
The voice was close to Rong Xiyue's ear, saying some ambiguous words, exhaling like blue, and her posture and appearance had a lustful flavor.
It was really uncomfortable to hear it in Rong Xiyue's ears.
The cold and cold smell is more unbearable than a snake.
Rong Xiyue could not move her body at all in the arms of the white-clothed spirit slayer. She could only feel his cold hands gradually approaching her back, and finally stopped and moved around her spine.
A few drops of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she felt the cold fingertips roaming on her skin. She could even feel the two fingers of the white-clothed spirit slayer pinching her spine.
The most powerless thing is that there is no way to struggle at all. It is a kind of deadly pressure and absolute oppression by the strong.
For the first time, I felt that death was right in front of me. This feeling was even deeper than when I had to travel through time in my previous life. After all, when I was traveling through time, I took pills that looked like jelly beans and I just closed and opened my eyes.
It's just time travel.
"As long as my hand moves slightly, all your spiritual roots will be gone. Do you know?"
The white-clothed spirit-slayer master leaned close to Rong Xiyue's ear. The strength level of the red-clothed girl in his arms meant that it would be effortless for him to deal with her.
Rong Mufeng turned the soul-locking flute, and suddenly, countless phantoms of soul-locking flutes appeared in the night sky, fiercely attacking the white-clothed spirit-slayer who was holding Rong Xiyue hostage.
But when the man in white faced such an attack from his father, he just stretched out a hand and distorted the space. A deep hole appeared in the space, and those soul-locking flutes were directly hit by the spirit-slayer in white.
It was put into a deep hole in space.
Then, his fingers indexed from the sky, and the moonlight poured down, and the radiant luster instantly reached the man's fingertips. Everything in the world seemed to be able to be mobilized, directly guiding the seemingly gentle moonlight toward the man's fingertips.
He attacked Rong Mufeng.
The father's face darkened, and the rich magic power came out from his palms, and the red-gold magic power met the bright white moonlight.
There was a sizzling sound in the air, as if it was burning. The two were equally matched. I don’t know who swallowed the other.
But it seemed that the moonlight was obviously even better. Although she was a little far away from her father, Rong Xiyue could clearly see the look on her father's face and the slight trembling movements of her body.
But the white-clothed spirit-slayer behind him still looked very relaxed and contented, not affected by his father's red gold magic power at all.
From this comparison, we can see clearly who is higher and who is lower.
Rong Xiyue's whole body was tense. After feeling the man behind her confront her father, the hand that was wandering around her spine paused, and she grabbed Rong Xiyue with two fingers.
Yue's spine seemed to be pulled directly out of the body.
She didn't dare to move all her spiritual power and illusion power, for fear that if she moved, the white-clothed spirit slayer behind her would speed up his movements, while mentally controlling the soul beads in his body, and when necessary, use all his power to protect herself.
"Little girl, see you in the next life."
The white-clothed spirit-slayer didn't need to spend any more effort at all. Rong Mufeng no longer paid attention to the people around him and the black-clothed female spirit-slayer. The soul-locking flute in his hand sounded, and he swept around his body, illuminating the red-gold spiritual power.
This whole place.
Qu Huaguang, who had been following them, saw the movement of the spirit-slayer in white and began to gather the power of elf regeneration in his hands.
Be prepared to take action when it is most urgent.
Dad pounced directly on the white-clothed spirit-slayer.
Rong Xiyue closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.
When the white-clothed spirit-slayer master saw the actions of the people around him, he glanced at everyone with great disdain, and with a slight exertion on his hands, Rong Xiyue's spine vibrated in his body.
Her face turned pale.
However, just when the spirit-slayer was about to raise his fingers,
A force suddenly burst out from Congrong Xiyue's body, lighting up the sky! And the spirit-slayer master was directly bounced away by the force. He used a lot of force from behind to stabilize his body in mid-air.
At this time, a huge shadow appeared behind Rong Xiyue~